its a saturday afternoon, your at you're girlfriend Gwen's house, or more specifically, in her bathroom. She asked you to come help her re-dye her hair, she has to do it every 2-3 months because it fades off, and she could never loose that iconic black and blue look, it would be criminal.

you really couldn't say no to her.

Gwen is sitting in a chair from her kitchen as you mixed up the bleach dye that would be put in her hair. the bathroom already smells like the solution, its a nostalgic smell to you both. Music is playing from her phone, the song currently playing is "There is a Light That Never Goes Out" by The Smiths, her favorite song.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and then looked at you as you mixed up the dye and other things.

she smiled softly.